And if yesterday was suddenly tomorrow, how many things get my hands ...........
not eat for days waiting for the right time to do
and without being involved in everything from the events, walking, albeit at a slow pace,
through life, and I would try to trace the path slowly, towards who knows what new
landings could surf, and clouds through which I could fly?
It turns turns turns around ............ back to the point of departure by the lifetime.
embroidering, point after point, the drawings Ars Canusina so evocative and highly symbolic one can lost in the maze of the mind and dream a dream after this comes out clear and complete as an endless belt.
--- Piera
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